Lostprophets

But there's still tomorrow;

Forget the sorrow

And I can be on the last train home.

Watch it pass the day

As it fades away

No more time to care,

No more time, today.

But we sing

If we're going nowhere.

Yeah we sing

If it's not enough.

And we sing,

Sing without a reason,

To ever fall in love.

Next time you'll get it.

Next time you'll meet your man.